King of Martial Arts

Chapter 146 Fantasy

"Oh, who is this man?" Kong seems to be curious about everything. Since Jiang Hanye came back, his ears have not been clean.

"Jin Danzi, you are responsible for entertaining our friends." What Jiang Hanye wants to do now is to save Shi Zhen. He can't let him stare like this all the time.

"? How to treat it?" Jin Danzi scratched his scalp and muttered in his heart, "This guy is really getting more and more troublesome for me!"

"That's..." Jiang Hanye pondered and said, "Bring an empty friend to walk around the yard and accompany him to every room, okay?" Jiang Hanye stared at Jin Danzi until he nodded repeatedly.

"Well, Master Kong, please come with me and let me introduce this... this place to you!" In fact, how to introduce it? This is not their territory, but anyway, Kong is still very happy to go out with Jin Danzi. The two of them chat while walking, which seems to be very well together.

"Have you finally left?" Cen Ruoqiu waited for Jin Danzi and Kong to go far away and smiled at Jiang Hanye and said. She and Jiang Hanye have the same personality. Xijing is not happy. When she kept talking here for two hours, her head was almost stunned and secretly curious: "How can there be such a talkative person in this world?"

Jiang Hanye smiled faintly and looked at the sky outside. It was about an hour before dawn, and everyone had not slept yet, including the strange girl with a long bow in her hand. She had been sitting on the threshold and looking out in a daze. For practitioners, it may be very common to stay up late, but for Linger, it is a very tormenting thing. Look at her, sitting at the table now, her head is like a chicken pecking rice, constantly hanging down and raising.

"Cough!" Jiang Hanye coughed and woke up Linger and said to her, "Linger, take this girl to rest. Don't go far, just next door to me."

Ah? Oh..." Linger answered sleepyly, and then went to the door and reached out to pull Kan Cangyue.

Kan Cangyue's expression was pulled up. She took a look at Jiang Hanye, and then followed Linger out.

"This girl is so strange." Cen Ruoqiu walked to Jiang Hanye, looked at Kan Cangyue's back and said.

"Do you think so too?" Jiang Hanye said, "Every time she looks at me, I feel that there is a memory that wants to break through my memory and run out, but I just can't remember who she is. Have I ever seen her?"

"What?" Cen Ruoqiu was stunned after listening to Jiang Hanye's words, "Do you also feel this way?"

"What?" Jiang Hanye looked down at Cen Ruoqiu suspiciously. Obviously, the expression on her face told him, "I feel the same way."

"Isn't it strange?" Cen Ruoqiu knew that Jiang Hanye had understood her expression, so she frowned and said, "I don't know why, I feel like I knew her a long time ago. Even when I was in a coma, I could notice her standing beside me."

Jiang Hanye frowned and thought for a moment, but he knew that this matter could not be thought of alone. Sometimes when fate came, the truth naturally appeared. He turned his attention back to ** and said to Cen Ruoqiu, "You can't let Shizhen lie like this all the time, can you?"

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Ji Mingyu staggered on the plateau with a sword in his hand. The vast field and the moonlight were hazy, but he didn't know where to go.

Originally, he wanted to go back to the ghost, but when he went back, he found that when he came out, it was brought by You Yan, and he didn't know how to go.

"I'm homeless!" When Ji Mingyu left, he kept thinking like this. He looked gloomy and restless. He wanted to go back to Wanjian Villa to reunite with his parents, but he was afraid that he would cause a big disaster because of his impulse, so he walked like this. He came to a forest.

The trees on the plateau are different from other places. Even if they are single trees, they can become forests. Those trees are tall and towering. Compared with the trees on Wanjian Villa, they are immersed in fairy music all day long, and the trees that have lived for thousands of years are not lost. This natural creation is really magical.

Ji Mingyu only felt dry and weak. He didn't know that the sword had been poisoned by ghosts. The venom swam through his wound and now it has been poisoned. While walking, Ji Mingyu heard a gurgling sound of running water. This sound was very powerful for him at this time, which made him unable to hold himself. He stumbled and dragged his sword in the direction of the sound.

Turning around the dense forest, a winding stream appeared in front of him. In a trance, Ji Mingyu also saw that there seemed to be a family behind the stream. At this time, the cooking smoke was thin. Was it the hard-working farmer or herdsman preparing breakfast?

Puff!

When Ji Mingyu squatted down by the stream, he finally fainted and fell into the water with his face down.

The big black dog next to the house barked desperately, as if to warn its owner: "Someone has invaded!"

The door of the house was opened with a creak, and an old man in his 50s and 60s came out. He was wearing a worn-out cotton-padded coat, holding an oil lamp in his hand, narrowing his eyes, and looking at the moonlight next to the stream.

"Old man, who is it?" An old woman's voice came from the room.

"Oh, it seems that there is no one. Maybe the black man is lying to us again!" The old man's eyes were more blurred, and Ji Mingyu fell into the water, so he didn't notice anything.

"Let's go and have a look. Last time a thief came to steal our bitter gourd, we worked hard to grow it." The old woman said, "Go away and have a look!"

"Ai, okay, I'll go and have a look!" The old man listened to the old woman very much. He slowly walked to the stream with the lamp. Naturally, he saw Ji Mingyu lying in the stream. He was shocked and shouted, "Old woman, come on, there is a child falling into the water!"

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"Oh..." This was the first sentence when Shi Zhen woke up. He blinked his already sour and swollen eyes, touched his head, and said strangely, "Why are my eyes so dry? It seems that I haven't closed my eyes for hundreds of my lives.

Jiang Hanye and Cen Ruoqiu both showed a tired look on their faces. This time, they awakened Shizhen by working together. No one dared to exhaust their true energy. What they were afraid of was that ghost life would suddenly appear at this time.

"Oh, sister Cen!" Shi Zhen finally twisted his neck and saw Cen Ruoqiu and Jiang Hanye, as well as Xiaobai lying on the ground. Originally, Shizhen and Jiang Hanye were not very familiar with each other. In addition, Jiang Hanye's appearance had changed in the past five years, and he could not recognize it. However, when he saw Xiaobai on the ground, he suddenly realized that the straight young man in front of him was the stubborn teenager in those years. He was surprised and struggled to turn over and sit up.

Cen Ruoqiu poured a glass of water for Shizhen, brought it to the bed and said, "Brother Shizhen, you have lost your soul for a long time, and your body is stiff. Don't force it. Drink some tea quickly."

"lost soul?" Shi Zhen said in astonishment, "What does this mean? Where is this place?" At this time, he realized that everything in front of him was so strange. This was completely a place he had never been to, neither Mount Sumer nor a water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

"This is the Western Regions..." Cen Ruoqiu simply told Shizhen what happened before, and then said, "I think we are * annoyed."

"So you are really Jiang Hanye!" Shi Zhen looked at Jiang Hanye with strange eyes. After all, Jiang Hanye is synonymous with evil, betrayal and rebellion. Although Shi Zhenzhen doesn't think so, he can't avoid drifting with the tide.

"In this way, you can have a good rest. I'm tired too. Good bye!" Jiang Hanye took a look at Shizhen and said lightly, "Xiao Bai, let's go."

Xiaobai was originally very close to Cen Ruoqiu. As long as he had time, it would stick to Cen Ruoqiu. Now when he heard Jiang Hanye calling for him, he whined reluctantly and walked to Jiang Hanye.

At this time, Cen Ruoqiu also realized that it was getting late, so he also stood up and said to Shizhen, "Well, I also went out to find a room to rest. Brother Shizhen, you should be careful alone. Just recovered, you still don't listen to your hands and feet. Don't act impulsively.

"Ha ha, what will I be impulsive? At most, I walked to the yard and saw that many people died here, but why didn't I feel the existence of the ghost? Shi Zhen frowned.

Cen Ruoqiu glanced at Jiang Hanye. His face was indifferent and did not say anything, so she said, "That's because the dead here seem to have been eaten by people."

"Eat it?" Shi Zhen was surprised and said, "Who is it? Can you take me to have a look?"

"It seems that she can't. She is a girl. She is sleeping now. Why don't we talk about it after dawn? Brother Shizhen, you really have to rest early. We have been guilty these days. It will take a long time for the genh to fully recover." After saying that, Cen Ruoqiu also followed Jiang Hanye and went out of the door.

In the corridor, Jiang Hanye looked around. The Tusi family is very large. This row of houses are all guest rooms, with a total of seven or eight rooms, so they have to rest, which is no problem at all. Jiang Hanye saw the light on the left side of the house and knew that Ling'er probably slept here, so he chose the one next to Ling'er and pushed the door and walked in.

"That..." Cen Ruoqiu's voice came from behind him, so Jiang Hanye stopped and stood at the door waiting for her to finish.

"Which room do I live in?" Cen Ruoqiu said.

"There are many rooms here, whatever you want." After saying that, Jiang Hanye closed the door and exhaled gently.

Jiang Hanye seems to be calm on the surface, but in fact, who can know the fluctuations in his heart? Since his reunion with Cen Ruoqiu, his heart has not been able to calm down for a moment. Especially after the damn guy said that, he felt ashamed and unable to stop himself.

"What the hell is this place!" In the corner of the yard, there was an impatient voice, "Why didn't you say anything when you turned around?"

"This, take a look at the empty young master. It is said that this house has something to do..." Jin Danzi said awkwardly.

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Crows, between heaven and earth, except for crows, are crows. They flutter their wings, as dense as black rain over the whole Shouyang Peak. The seven-year-old child trembled and huddled behind his mother.

"Child, child, wake up!" Someone was gently pushing Ji Mingyu. He opened his eyes, turned over and sat up. Only then did he find that it was a nightmare, and his whole body was wet with sweat.

Ji Mingyu wiped the sweat from his face and looked at the people around him. He was an old uncle with white hair standing by the bed with a bowl of black things in his hand and looked at him kindly.

"Old man, what is this place?" Ji Mingyu asked, he looked at the room, the earthen floor, the earth-built wall, and occasionally saw traces of straw on the wall. It was the hay that the farmer wanted to put into the soil at the time of building the house, in order to make the wall stronger.

The furnishings in this room are very old, but they are clean and tidy. You can know at a glance that the owner of the house is very capable.

"This is my home. You fainted in the stream and almost drowned. The old man rescued you..." The old man said slowly, "Child, don't say anything. Drink the medicine first."

"Drug? I'm not sick. Why should I take medicine? Ji Mingyu looked at him alertly, and he also found that his sword did not seem to be around. Since following the ghost life, Ji Mingyu has developed a habit. If the weapon is not around, he will have trouble sleeping and eating, and there is no sense of security.

The old man is kind, but he can also observe his words and colors. He saw that Ji Mingyu was looking for his weapon at this moment, so he turned around and said, "Old woman, bring this child's sword quickly."

"Oh, here it is!" Another old voice came from the inner door, and then the curtain hanging on the door hole was lifted. Ji Mingyu saw an old woman with the same gray hair coming out with his magic weapon in her hand. "Because it's wet, I took it to help you clean it. Here you, child."

The two old men shouted with a child, and Ji Mingyu's heart was warm. For five years, he had never heard such a loving voice in five years.

"Drink the medicine first. You are poisoned, so you will faint, but the old man doesn't know what poison you are in. He can only solve it for you by pressing the snake poison. This is our ancestral antidote. Drink it quickly. Maybe it can save your life." The old man said.

"Thank you very much, uncle." Ji Mingyu owed his head to the old man in ** and reached out to take the medicine bowl.

The medicine was very bitter. Ji Mingyu frowned and drank the bowl of medicine with his neck up. He wanted to live and return to Wanjian Villa alive to watch the ghost die alive.

After drinking the medicine, Ji Mingyu felt that his hands and feet were hot. Later, he felt something rolling in his stomach, and a feeling of vomiting came in an instant. He hurriedly jumped to the ground and ran to the edge of the stream and vomited happily.

"Ha ha, rinse your mouth!" The old man brought a bowl of water and handed it to Ji Mingyu, "It's okay to vomit, which shows that this medicine has worked for you. If you know that you have been in a coma for three days and nights, you have been worried about our old couple. Such a beautiful child, so young..." He sighed.

Ji Mingyu looked at his uncle gratefully, took the tea bowl, rinsed his mouth, stood up and looked into the distance, frowned and recalled what he saw when he came here.

It's afternoon, and the sun is shining, and the golden light falls on the streams, roofs and grasslands, which is particularly beautiful.

"You dead old man, the child is living well. Why do you say such depressing words!" At this time, the old woman came over, took the bowl from Jiang Hanye's hand, and scolded his wife.

"Ha, yes, that's it. I can't speak..." The old man laughed.

"I really disturbed you during this period." Ji Mingyu said to the old couple with guilt.

"This child is really from a big family. I have seen it for a long time. He is white and clean. Now when I look at him, he speaks so politely..." The old woman looked at Ji Mingyu lovingly and said to his wife, "It's a pity that neither of us have a son and a daughter in our life. How nice it would be if we had a child! "

The old man coughed awkwardly and turned around and said, "I'm going to chop wood. You can take the child to eat something."

Ji Mingyu is still a teenager. He can't understand his uncle's awkward mood, but this does not prevent him from repaying his kindness. Looking at his staggering figure, he quickly chased after him and said as he ran, "Old uncle, I'll help you!"

Ji Mingyu lived in the old couple's house. After getting along with each other for a few days, he knew the family very well. It turned out that the old couple migrated from northern Sichuan and had lived on this grassland for decades. The old couple had no children and depended on each other to make a living by planting some barley, vegetables and fruits.

The old couple regarded Ji Mingyu as their own and were reluctant to let him eat poorly. They would rather have a light meal, but let Ji Mingyu have mutton and drink goat's milk for a meal. In just a few days, they raised Ji Mingyu's white and fat. Ji Mingyu is not an ungrateful person. In his days with the old couple, he once again experienced the warmth of his family. The two elders cherished Ji Mingyu like their parents, and never asked him where he came from. Ji Mingyu helped the two do housework as much as he could: carrying water, chopping wood, cutting firewood, herring cattle... Gradually, he seemed to have forgotten his unpleasant experience and had an illusion in a trance: "If only I could live here all the time?"

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I don't know how far it is from where Ji Mingyu temporarily lives. In a big house, the ghost was curled up in the middle of the net. He opened his eyes in the dark, stared at the darkness, and said to himself, "What, do you want to get rid of me?" A gloomy sneer appeared on the ghost's face. His fingers moved, and the cobweb shook, which was extremely horrible.